Let us be grateful to people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom. -Marcel Proust
Thursday, 2 September 2004
Washing pints and scrubbing floors?
Just found out my application for my student visa was rejected. Guess they don't consider my coach school a recognised credited educational institution.
Hope I can get some form of employ over yonder. I keep thinking about all the jobs we give 'illegals' here -- yucky ones. I guess I could wash dishes at the chip shoppe. Or made beds up at the hotel. No nappy (ie?) changing, though. Made it to ripe 36 w/o ever doing it, damned if I'll do it for cash.
So, plan B is to see what happens. Although isn't that really everyone's plan A?
Posted by charming gardener at 19:05
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